Tell it to my nine bitch!


"You're the best thing yet... "

D-D-D-Diesel on the beat
Shhhhhut up bitch... let Anita speak!
I think on the remix of this song I'm a get uh, Common and Kanye
Yeah... ok yeah


Anything you can do I cud do better;
I perform trendz & you still a trend setter
Weezy jus lettem; jus lettem die
I got all the answers so they call me when why
What where who- you think you fly?
I'm up there 2 you fly- I flew
I'm up there too- you know they say 2
Is better dan wun time; I'm a pimp
Pimping all the time
So keep yur 2 sence before I give yur ass a dime-
Pistol on my waist guna need a funeral and wake
Cause I'm a pull dis mudafuca dead in yur face
R-I-p I know my history run DMC
But my girl is onli worried bout wun DMC
And I'm da shyt like I-m-t-h-e-s-h-I-t

If I needa battle anywun I'm a
Go with god & a bag full of gunz
Yea, I'm a animal hear me growl
You against me is like man vs. wild
Me against you is like man vs. child
And I am da man
It's yung mula applaud my team
And we prefer da red carpet if da floors not clean
It's mr. it's da microphone fiend
And dey runnin with my words like I'm writting on jeanz
Yea and if they lights car scream
They wud sing my song I like to be seen
I deserve to be herd if anything else
So I feel god & the world gone deaf-
Can you hear me now?
Even the hiphop vets tell me I'm da...




I put it down; like it's too heavy;
But how can I with da world in my handz
Heaven in my plans
I swear I'm important like the evidence I'm sayin
I'm jus tryna make my alphabets as heavy as I can
How do I live? when I'm as deadly as I am
I get props and every other extra credit that I can
Cause see, I respect the merit of a fan
No homo but please blow me to japan
Okay I'm gettin hotter I'm a needa another fan
I keep goin so here I go again
Alwaze tryna be better than I am
Label me tha best and in da thrown I will stand
Why? becuz I'm just a stand up guy
Yur hands smokin me cause I got yur hands high
I prolly be in the beijing rule when I climb
You onli know me but god knows I try
No x-rays show my insides
And I gotta stay in touch with my pimp side
So tell yur girl I said wuhsup
I said hi shes like thas wuhsup
Like da sky
Bird gang takin off bitch watchem fly
Dey make da sky red like da crimson tide
Flow retarded special olympics kind that gold metal heavy but it fit jus fine
So I jus hada spit dis rhyme
Spit like I'm tryna tongue kiss this rhyme
Some say greatness gets better with time
So I bought a zillion watches but don't watch mine
You little fuccs are so ironicle- nickel plus 4 is a 9mm
No starch but I tote iron;
All out in da open like I'm in I-ran,
Young champ-I-on, like a lamp I'm on,
But umm I can clap n then lights off,
Take no nights off but my days the same,
N ppl change but fucc nun stays da same,
N naw I ain't speakin so don't wave da blame,
Lock me up cause u can neva cave da brain,
Gasoline, can you invision if our gaze it's flames,
No u can not stop my vibe,
Couple page of game, dang, a game? yepp well,
Gimmie sum bby flames, and if dis camera shoots me
Dead, lord, save my chains- lord save da rings,
I'm way too vain, hehe, listen to dat kanye again.